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Title: Sort of like Saturn 3 - only with guysDay 3 in the Brian/Justin 'Where should we fuck next?' series. This takes place right after the backroom has been closed by Stockwell in Season 3.Prompts: 'robotic laboratory,' 'pinch'Warnings: noneSummary: Justin and Brian have to come up with a new place to have sex publicly every day during Stockwell's reign of terror.

Disclaimer: I down own the boys or Cowlip. I do not know the answer to the universe, life and everything. I always came up with 7. *shrugs*

Brian found the light switch and the room immediately became bright, blinding the two men in the process.

"Whoa!" both men whispered in awe as they looked around the robotic laboratory located deep within Carnegie Mellon University.

Justin walked up to one of the small robotic devices. "What do you think this one does?"

"Bomb defuser?" Brian guessed.

Justin continued to look around the room, stopping in front of a robot with several arms. "So which Star Trek movie is the Menagerie? I don't remember Picard being in that one."

Brian looked blankly over at Justin. "Did you watch any movies before the 80's...ever?"

"Anything before then is ancient," Justin sang out jokingly as his nose wrinkled in disgust. "What do you think that one does?" the younger man asked as he walked over to a six-armed monstrosity.

"Well let's see," Brian said as he went to touch the red button.

"Brian! You can't just do that! You don't know what it does!" Justin cried out.

"How bad it could it be?" Brian shrugged.

Nodding his head in exasperation, Justin quickly threw himself in between the red button and Brian, making it impossible for his lover to turn the thing on. "Didn't we come here for something else?" he suggested with a wicked grin.

"Oh yeah," Brian responded as he sucked one corner of his lower lip in. The older man leaned over Justin, trapping him against the heavy machinery, kissing him soundly on the lips. "Now I remember," he said with a small smile. Brian lifted the hem of Justin's shirt and brought the clothing up and over his head.

In doing so, Justin leaned over even more, hitting the red button. "My bad," Justin giggled. There was a whirring noise while the robot activated, all six arms falling down into place and then quickly raising in all different directions.

"I guess we'll find out what it does after all," Brian mused.

One arm came out and plucked the shirt from Brian's hand.

"Hey!" Brian laughed.

Another arm came around and pinched Justin on the shoulder. "What the?" he yelped.

While that arm was attached to Justin's shoulder, another arm came around from behind the young man and pinched him through the seat of his jeans, right on the ass. "Whoa, now that is not okay|!" Justin yelled.

One of the arms then gave the shirt back to Brian and proceeded to come around Justin's waist and pinch a point right above the boy's navel.

"Okay, I think this is the pinching robot," Brian drawled. He watched as Justin was pinched on the other shoulder. The older man started chuckling quietly.

"Why are you laughing?" Justin demanded.

"Danger Will Robinson!! Danger!" Brian started laughing as he waved his arms around like a robot.

"Brian! I'm being violated by a robot!" Justin yelped once again as another arm tried to grab him by his hair.

Brian watched in horror as his lover was truly being assaulted by a robot. Whenever Justin moved the robot zoomed in on him. "Okay, this is like some weird cross between a Monty Python and Klaus Kinski movie."

"Make it stop Brian!" Justin beseeched of his lover.

Brian had tried the only button, which happened to be the red one, and that didn't seem to stop the damn thing.

There was only one thing left to do.

Brian went behind the robot which seemed to be busy with Justin, and yanked the cord out of the wall.

The robot immediately stopped.

"Did you find the off switch Brian?" Justin asked as he tried to calm down after the 'robots gone wild' experience.

"No...pulled the plug," Brian responded as he held a thick cord up. "Too bad Ted's not here. I'm sure he'd have many self-deprecating comments to add."